"I was walking with my father through the forest of the Schetcken Tahl. When I saw this bench, I was overcome with a feeling of loneliness and felt sorry for the bench; so much so, that I felt compelled to take a picture of it, so that it would never be forgotten. Strangely, I talked to the bench as I was taking the picture. There was nothing that I could visibly see when I took the picture. But when the print came out, I could see this man shape on the bench."

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This story always kind of haunted me; certain details about this story is what makes it more likely to be true in my opinion. People usually don't make up stories in this way. There is something intriguingly genuine and humble to this particular story.

This story always kind of haunted me; certain details about this story is what makes it more likely to be true in my opinion. People usually don't make up stories in this way. There is something intriguingly genuine and humble to this particular story.